What kind of song is this?

It is difficult to express in words, you can only listen and feel quietly.

There are no words in the song, only the light and pure voice, less the straightforwardness of the lyrics, and more euphemism and self-expression.

All the thoughts ripple in the melody and frustration, and the emotions are released in the ups and downs...... Every rhythm is full of endless breath and all kinds of indescribable emotions.

Unconsciously, Pu Ye had the illusion that he felt like he was sitting quietly on the green space of the forest, with the breeze coming and the smell of flowers and plants mixed together, slapping on his face and tickling his own itch......

The chirping of hundreds of birds is continuous, staggered and orderly, and converges into a symphony of nature.

How so?

Is it just a song that can give people illusions?

Could this be the power of this monster?

Pu Ye's eyes narrowed slightly, and he faintly saw a strange scene.

Accompanied by the moving piano sound, the guitar lady played and sang passionately, and wisps of smoke and mist seeped out of her hair, curling up like smoke and mist.

Three thousand troubles are like silk, three points of sorrow, three points of reminiscence, and four points of joy...... There are all kinds of mixed emotions of joy and sorrow, but there is no malice.

Is that what she was thinking?

Pu Ye saw with his own eyes that these thoughts seemed to be attracted by some kind of invisible attraction, and disappeared into the manuscript of Liaozhai one by one like a hundred birds entering the forest, so he settled down and continued to listen to the song.

At some point, Ying Ning and Xiao Qian quietly approached the side.

Ying Ning's eyes narrowed slightly, like two crescent moons, as if she was touched by the singing, remembering something, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a curved arc.

Xiao Qian listened even more attentively, and her figure was swaying slightly.

……

And this song is far from stopping, like an invisible wind sweeping through the space, constantly spreading, spreading, and refracting......

Although the sound is not loud, it is never dispersed and clearly in the ears.

"Where did the singing come from?"

"Pure music? Listen well! ”

"Yes! is still a cappella, no worse than those famous singers. ”

……

People come and go, rushing by, but there are always people who are touched by the beautiful singing and stop.

It's obviously a pure music without lyrics, but it has a power that infects people's hearts, and it seems to echo in people's hearts.

There is no noise in this voice, it is light and pure, like flowing water in people's hearts, washing away the tiredness, pressure and sorrow of busy days, as if returning to the mountain hill in memory, the breeze is coming, and the birds are chirping......

All the burdens in my heart are lifted in an instant, even if it is only for a short moment, it makes people only feel infinitely beautiful, and they can travel lightly and move on.

Suddenly, many people became interested, and followed the sound into the corner of the alley, and a newly opened bar was in front of them, and the beautiful sound came from it.

As soon as they walked in the door, they saw a young lady sitting at the bar with a guitar and humming softly.

It's strange to say!

Obviously, it was just humming, and the sound was not loud at all, but it echoed in everyone's ears and hearts...... Before you know it, you're stupid!

Little by little, the number of people in the bar increased, from one or two to three or five, and finally to more than ten.

The cooled bar is finally gaining some popularity.

And the guitar girl is always immersed in her own singing, playing and singing selflessly.

The others also held their breath, not daring to make a sound, for fear of disturbing the wonderful scene in front of them.

But no matter how beautiful the sound is, there is a moment when it stops.

The strings of the cicada chirped, the girl's fingers pressed on it, her eyes closed, her face with a faint flush, as if she was still immersed in the deepest emotions in her heart, and she couldn't extricate herself for a long time.

Until...... She was awakened by the sound of clapping all around.

"That's so good!"

"Look she's a folk singer!"

"Sure enough...... The palace is not magnificent, and the masters are often in the people! ”

……

The crowd was amazed, and they did not hesitate to praise at all,

The guitar lady came back to her senses and smiled embarrassedly, "I'm sorry! The wine was so delicious that it aroused my emotions. I started singing without noticing! ”

"It's fine!" Pu Ye pointed to the guests who were attracted by the singing, and chuckled, "I have to thank you for that." You sang very well, and you helped me attract a lot of guests! ”

As soon as he said this, the guitar lady became more and more embarrassed.

And the new customers saw the wine list at this time, but exclaimed.

"Only one wine on the wine list, 1998? Isn't this a robbery? ”

"I'm crazy about money! Slipped, slipped away......"

"It's amazing that such an unknown bar is so dark!"

……

Although they were reluctant to sing that wonderful song, they also did not want to be slaughtered as fat sheep at will.

Until a voice came again.

"Have you figured out the story? As long as your story moves me, this glass of wine is free! ”

Pu Ye smiled slightly, crossed his hands on the table, and looked directly into the eyes of the young lady, looking like he had been looking forward to it for a long time.

"Really?" The guitar lady was in a trance for a while, and then confirmed that the store manager was real.

"Storytelling is free! Is this a themed bar? The men flashed expressions of surprise.

Is it no wonder that a glass of wine is sold so high, it turns out that it is all a marketing tool?

Well, it must be so......

Those who were about to leave stopped again and looked at them curiously.

Storytelling?

What story can a person who can sing such a beautiful song tell him?

The song is the voice of the heart!

It must have been a special experience.

And this is also what Pu Ye is interested in.

In the era of the end of the law, the aura did not exist, and the demons and monsters had no mana.

Even if it is now on the eve of the revival of the aura, there is already a little aura leaking out, but as long as the revival of the aura has not really begun.

For youkai, this kind of world is like a fish without water, suffocating and uncomfortable, and a few raindrops don't save your life at all.

What kind of powerful mind can make a female monster who can transform into a human willing to endure the pain of suffocation and come to this world?

And what happened to those sad and joyful thoughts just now?

There must be an interesting story behind this monster.

The more this is the case, the more Pu Ye looks forward to it.

But he knew that he was just a listener now, and that he just had to listen quietly.

Pu Ye smiled and watched the guitar lady take a sip of wine, without urging, waiting for her to brew the emotions in her heart and tell her inner story.

She took a small sip, her eyes gradually blurred, and the colorful halo in her eyes became thicker and thicker, strange and moving.

The wine soaks into my heart, and countless memories of the past emerge.

The solitary song of the deep mountains, the displacement of the city, the sky and the sea when flying......

The pictures flickered non-stop, like big waves washing sand, and finally only the most memorable one was left, bright, crystalline, shining...... Ineradicable!

The guitar lady's lips opened slightly, and she opened her mouth slowly.

"I heard from a friend of mine......"